Saturday, July 25, 2015


Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

The scariest thing in life can be
Following our heart, no guarantee,
What may happen, joy or pain,
With all to lose or much to gain.
Uncharted waters, a mystery,
Can bring us joy or misery,
But we can't know what could be,
If we let our fears referee.
In life there's always risks to take,
But with our heart want no mistake
For a wounded heart is pain to feel
And so extremely hard to heal.

"Knock, Knock"

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
Dear sweet Heart 'tis Love I bear,
The deepest kind, indeed is rare.
Open your door please, I beg of you,
For the Gift of Love, oh so true,
Is yours to keep, yours to hold,
Forever young, never old."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
I've traveled far from distant shore
To be standing here before your door.
Your Lamp of Love so brightly burning
Led my heart to its impatient yearning.
My fear is great, but greater still,
Is my heart's desire, Love and will."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
What I wear upon my sleeve,
Evident to prove, not deceive,
Unwrapped, unhidden, with no shame,
See inscribed your given name.
This special delivery I must make.
A no from you I cannot take."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear."

Just a crack, opens the door,
Then hesitation to self explore.
Who is this who does descend,
A foe to fear or Loving friend?
Some time passes to process thought,
To take a chance or better naught.

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
I come to you, your tender place,
With fear of rejection on my face.
Tears of joy or tears of pain,
All to lose or all to gain,
Will there be either, or,
As here I stand at your door?"

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
My own heart is pounding fast,
A new future or repeat of past,
Panicked, wondering, intensely shy,
Asking self, have come, should I?
To turn and run, it's much too late,
For your answer I must wait."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
Before your door, here I stand,
My anxious heart now in hand.
Through the crack, your warmth I feel.
A glimpse of Love by chance I steal.
The beating of your heart, its vibration,
Beats with mine, extreme sensation."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
Each passing moment is more intense.
Please don't keep me in suspense.
To you my Love I extend and give,
My heart in yours wants to live
And yours in mine, our hearts connected,
All others forsaking and thus rejected."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear.
Both our hearts have wounded been.
Neither wants to be thus again,
But can we afford to pass Love by?
Shouldn't we once more give Love a try?
Our Love could be the Love unending,
Sublime, surreal, for always transcending."

*Knock, Knock*
"May I come in, enter here?
Let me in, please my dear."

Your door now opening, widely more,
Your fragrance of Love I'm longing for
Is drifting outward, me, surrounding,
Elated with joy, my heart pounding.
Before my tear filled eyes you stand,
Reaching out for my trembling hand.

*Click, Click*
The door closes with the sound behind,
As within your heart, myself I find.
Inside at last, in your arms so tight,
My world is suddenly, perfectly right.
At last I feel I'm where I've belonged
In the arms of the one for whom I've longed.
I've traveled far, following my heart,
But distance can't keep Love apart.

Poem by Artsieladie / Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2014-10-11 08:01:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Love flavours life, making life much more delicious
And for warming of the heart, Love is most nutritious.

~ Artsieladie Quote

"Flavour With Love"
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There is a certain flavour
In life we're all in need of.
It is a special spice,
Namely, it's called Love!

It makes everything sweeter,
In life on which we dine,
When we add Love,
Everything's more fine!

Sprinkle on some Love,
And you will come to see
Life tastes much better,
You'll definitely agree!

In fact, you'll like it so much
You won't after be without
And you'll be pouring it
On everything no doubt!

I give to you a sample
A little Love to try
And I'll guarantee
You'll generously apply!

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©2014-10-04 01:39:00 (EST) 
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"Letter To God"
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Dearest God,

I thank You for this day, I thank You for this week.
I thank You for Your Guidance with everything I seek.
I thank You for Your countless blessings bestowed upon me,
Especially for the Gifts to share so others can also blessed be.

I thank You for my family, those of blood and not
And for the cherished memories I have not forgot.
I thank You for my friends, every one a treasure,
To say how much, there are no words to measure.

I thank You for supplying all that I may need,
And for Your Patience when Your Wisdom I don't heed.
I thank You for all the Miracles of Life that can't be imitated
And for this World of Wonders, You, with Love Created.

I thank You for the courage when I am lost and weak
And for Your Listening even when I cannot speak.
I thank You for Your Light You keep shining every day,
A Beacon when I'm lost, can't seem to find my way.

I thank You for the strength when struggles grace my path
And Your Forgiving, when I'm besieged with bitter wrath.
I thank You for Believing that I can do a task,
Even when I'm doubtful about that which You ask.

I thank You for Your Words of Truth. I thank You for Your Love.
I thank You for Your Presence, within, around, above.
Dearest God, Most Merciful, Most Gracious, Most Adored,
I Praise You, Exalt You, Most Highest, You, my Lord!

With Love always,
Your thankful servant. ♥ ♥ ♥


So often we turn to God in our times of need.
In our desperation we go to Him to plead
For His Help, His Guidance, to fix what has been broken,
But when all is well, so fewer words to Him are then spoken.
So this makes me wonder how often He must yearn
For some words of gratitude without requesting a return.
Few of us humans like the feeling when we're being used.
If only called upon to serve a purpose, we are not amused.

When we deal with others, we should the Golden Rule apply,
Treating others how we wish to be is the way to live by.
So why do we tend to treat our Lord with the same that we reject
And call only upon Him when there's a favour we expect?
This letter is addressed to God. I know He will Hear,
From my heart to His meant to only bring Him cheer.
There are no requests from me, only thankfulness
For all the ways He Blesses me, yet too many to express. ♥ ♥ ♥

Poems by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly 
©2014-09-27 19:16:00 (EST) 
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Tuesday, July 14, 2015


Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

"A spark can ignite the Flame of Love potentially to be sublime,
But Love can only become True Love by enduring the test of time."

~ Artsieladie Quote

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"True Love Journey"

"It's easy to Love the good in one and the joy to us they bring.
During the blissful times when with joy our hearts will sing.
But when the one we Love has hurt us, caused us grief and dismay,
And still we Love them through it and in spite of anyway,
This is the Love we long for, true, surreal, and sublime,
The True Love that endures all, withstands the test of time."

But few reach this level of True Love most have in their quest,
Because so few are truly willing to of all themselves invest.
Partial effort or a part of themselves is not what is enough,
For whatever is needed must be given to and for True Love.

With all the Elements of Love, there can no shortage be,
Like Trust, Forgiveness, Compassion dressed in Humility.
In True Love there is no place for egos and their pride,
Because egos breed the negatives, inviting a divide.

Love is being kind, affectionate, about the other caring more
Than for thyself and True Love keeps no record or no score.
True Love is a journey that two souls travel on together,
Where two hearts remain connected through all kinds of weather.

Both hearts must care equally and Love each other with respect,
Domination, possessiveness, and jealousy, all these reject.
Neither heart is more important for both compliment the whole,
Both hearts are invaluable in body, mind, and soul.

True Love begins with Love, a spark of igniting the fire,
But only Love that grows and deepens won’t ever then expire,
Transforming into True Love few couples find obtainable,
For although Love’s present, the Love’s so often unsustainable.

When some Elements of Love are missing or in short supply
And/or Love’s opposites are allowed to invade and amplify,
The all that most expect and if not willing to give the same,
Most then come up short without True Love as theirs to claim.

The True Love Journey, an elusive journey, most all hope to find,
But few are willing to truly invest all, their heart, soul, and mind.
For this reason few find True Love after Love’s initial spark,
Because the Flame of Love burns out before they can upon, embark.

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©2015-07-14 08:22:00 (EST) 
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Saturday, July 11, 2015


Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Inspirational credit: Thanks to dear Naomi Allen​... her Pearls of Wisdom:
"❤ It's true what they say "We teach people how to treat us by what we allow." As children we may have limited power and choice but as adults the responsibility is ours to stand up and say NO to anyone treating us badly - regardless of the relationship..... Surprisingly the world doesn't end only the dysfunction in the relationship does."

Always inspiring hope with encouraging words of,
Always dispensing both with her Heart of Love!
((hugs)) xoxox

"Keep On Shining"

When another treats you badly, testing your reserve,
Abusively with disrespect in ways you don't deserve,
It's because they're unhappy with themselves as they see
And seek then to bring down others to share in their misery.

Rather than taking the initiative to themselves improve,
They try to pull others down into their bleak, dismal groove.
Folks who live in misery resent those who rise above,
Accept the elements of hatred instead of cultivating Love.

These such individuals become and are so addicted
To the drug of misery and can't see they have inflicted
Upon themselves the state they're in, choosing thus to wallow,
Cloak themselves in darkness, sucking others in to follow.

They will try to steal your Light, blow your candle out,
Undermine your confidence, causing you to self doubt,
But don't let them do this, steal from you your Light.
Instead keep doing your best, keep your candle bright.

Some folks within themselves see no fault or blame,
For a person lost in darkness without a candle flame
Cannot see what's hidden in their dark and gloomy place,
Until another's Light reveals what they do not wish to face.

When they're made to see what they're harbouring inside,
Too painful to accept, they call on their ego and its pride
To do what ego does best, which is deception of its host,
Disowning that which needs to be focused on the most.

Declining ownership of their traits less appealing,
Because of discomfort with themselves they're feeling,
They in turn fling them in the direction of the Light,
Both to rid themselves and dim one who is shining bright.

They can choose to ignite, bring flame to their spark,
Dwelling deep inside them, obscured by the dark
Or they can choose to remain in darkness, tread,
In their state of misery, refuse from to be led.

There will be some who will want and will choose to change,
Who will look closer into themselves to better rearrange
Their priorities to place Love's Elements above bitters of hate,
So they too can rise above for Light their darkness to negate.

But there'll be those who'll choose to in their quagmire wallow,
Stubbornly rebuke change and into the Light refuse to follow.
Not only will they choose to in their murky waters stay,
They'll be consumed with desire to steal your Light away.

When another treats you badly, testing your reserve,
Abusively with disrespect in ways you don't deserve,
Just Keep On Shining bright your Light, brilliantly present,
Others can choose to shine with you or labour in lament.

"When others treat us badly, testing our reserve,
Abusively with disrespect in ways we don't deserve,
We must Keep On Shining, keep shining bright,
And never allow others to steal away our Light!"

Poem by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2015-07-11 08:49:00 (EST) 
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Wednesday, July 8, 2015


Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

When I posted this poem on Facebook, some comments went like this:

Commenter: Awesome Artsieladie my friend""" A truth beautifully narrated with sweeter way""" voice of billions of hurted hearts
God bless you friend.. ♥

January 29, 2014 at 2:49am
Sharon Donnelly: Thank you. I think it's one of the cruelest things one can do is play with another's heart and emotions, having no intentions of really ever loving them for real. God bless you too my friend..♥
January 29, 2014 at 2:56am
Commenter: You're very right...And nowadays its so common on social media, where innocent souls are cheated by the fakes....
January 29, 2014 at 3:08am
Sharon Donnelly: So true unfortunately. I guess when some people go on the Internet, they forget to bring along their conscience or perhaps, they intentionally leave it behind.
January 29, 2014 at 3:17am

Trouble is, the "Commenter" stating what they did just previously, "And nowadays its so common on social media, where innocent souls are cheated by the fakes....", was the very same person who, a few months later began to get really sweet on me and then professed his PROFOUND Love to/for me, plus with so many images of flowers, hearts, lovey-dovey stuff, and so much other super sweet and fragrant talk, KNOWING all the while what he was professing to me was FAKE! The point is, even people who "seem" to be true and real, aren't, even when they speak against "fake-ism". So apparently I would become the innocent soul cheated by the fake, him. :(

..And then when I was able to put pieces together that were indicative of he not caring as he had professed, well then I became the bad person, of course. The Truth always comes out sooner or later and when it does, the fakers, the liars, the connivers, etc. don't like it and try to shift the blame onto someone else, like the one they've wronged especially.

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"Don't Toy With My Heart"

Don't Toy With My Heart; don't play your game,
Don't mess with my mind, call it love as you claim.
Don't tease me, don't taunt me, don't tantalize...
Don't lie, don't cheat, nor try to disguise,
The fake in your heart you are feeling,
Pass me by, mine you're not stealing.
My love I'll give to a heart who'll return it
And not to a heart who'll only burn it.

So please...
Don't even knock upon the door of my heart,
And there'll be no finish without a start,
To bring me heartache and pain to endure
Is not what I want nor am I looking for.
One piece of advice before you leave,
The day is coming when you shall grieve,
Not for the hearts you've hurt in your wake,
But for your own when it becomes at stake.

Don't Toy With My Heart; don't play your game.
Keep on truckin' and bear the shame,
For one who plays with another's emotions,
Will weep one day rivers and oceans.
If you don't love me, then leave me be,
There are many, many more fish in the sea,
One day you'll fall for a heart like your own
And you shall reap just what you've sown.

"Pretending to love and care knowing it's not true,
Is toying with another's heart, a heartless thing to do."

Poem/Quote by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2014-01-29 02:11:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Men in general are known to conceal and hide their feelings and emotions. For centuries it has been instilled in men that showing their feelings and emotions is an indicator of a man being weak if he does. Personally, I like it especially when a man shows his feelings and emotions because it shows he has a heart. I think a man who does is a strong man because for a man it takes courage to do so and it shows he is true to himself and he's comfortable with and confident in himself and doesn't allow society or others to dictate who he is.

But when it comes to a woman, part of her beauty lies within her showing feelings and emotions for she shows then her heart, her compassion and passion, her warmth, her softness, her Love. An "Iron Woman" is not to be confused with a "Strong Woman" however, for they are not the same. I think what I'm trying to say is best explained on this Facebook post: 

Which I'm quoting here from but translated:
"Many women are trying to reach to a form of emotional stability, or constancy, where they can always have the same mood and always accomplish the same end, and always be the same as yesterday and tomorrow. So they practice meditation, mindfulness and undergo various therapies to be quiet and emotionally identical and avoid fluctuations.

But being emotionally alike every day is a masculine quality that the masculine brain, the masculine body and the masculine hormones supports - it is one of Shiva's qualities, the universally masculine. It is not what the female body, mind and energy can or should be.

When a woman is trying to become emotionally one every day, and to avoid fluctuations and changes, she cuts herself off from his energy, his heart, his true nature, and from everything that can create, enchant, seduce, and give the whole world glow and life.

The art of a woman is not to avoid emotional fluctuations, but to love one's feelings, express them in love and take care of them and respect them - that is where she connects with his energy, his full sensuality, creative abilities and his ecstasy.

It is just so sad to see a woman suppress her feelings and try to get them to go away as it is to see a man suppress his strength, vision of life and its purpose.

Female, love your body and your feelings - and you will see a completely different response from the world around you and within you."
- Shakti.

A good description of a "Strong Woman" can be read here:

"Iron Woman"

Never shows emotion nor that she has a heart.
Always so composed, each and every part.
When one is near her, a cold chill they'll feel,
When she looks at you, her eyes are like steel.

Her words, when she speaks, are without life,
I pity the poor man who takes her as his wife.
Always so practical, where Love doesn't thrive
And without Love, one can't really be alive.

A woman without emotion is like a black night,
No moon, no stars, all wonder lost from sight.
A woman who expresses not feelings or emotions,
Is like waterless, the being of the seas and oceans.

To see an Iron Woman is truly sad, such a pitiful tragedy
All that beautifies her's locked up, thrown away the key.
What it must be like to appear more like a man
Than to set free her heart like only a woman can.

I am not an Iron Woman nor will I ever be.
I have too much Love inside to not let others see.
Yes, I am emotional and yes my feelings show,
And my heart is clearly visible for everyone to know.

I can't imagine being any other way
Nor do I want to be, my real is on display,
For I do not spend time on or make the mistake,
To waste my energy on being anything of fake.

No one ever has to guess where I'm coming from.
I speak from my heart. Love beats my drum.
If I had to be an Iron Woman, impossible this would be,
Because having a heart full of Love fuels my creativity!

Poem by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2015-05-04 21:11:00 (EST) 
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Monday, July 6, 2015


Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

I truly believe in Love and I believe that Love can resolve, fix, heal, etc. ANY situation, as long as the Love is Pure, True, and Real, held Sacred in one's heart, where God Lives in our most precious part. I choose to feed Love and to starve hate and I know I'm continually being tested and tempted to let my guard down to allow myself to hate. But I refuse although given lots of reasons to give in to hate all throughout my life.

When I'm tempted to step off the Path of Right and Light, such as tempted to feel hatred and/or any of its derivatives, but I refuse to do so and I'm successful against the temptation, there's an indescribable sense of empowerment I feel. My courage, my confidence, self worth, self esteem, etc. are all validated and reinforced. My quality of character improves and the pride derived is then earned pride of the good kind, not derived from my ego. 

Every time we resist and win over temptation, we become stronger and our values become stronger and better, establishing and sustaining virtue, integrity, and dignity. As long as we remain humble as well, we then can like and respect ourselves, knowing we possess character of excellence. But this state of being requires continual upkeep and maintenance for at any given time, we are at risk of losing what we have earned/gained because we are always subjected to temptation. 

Believe in Love, believe in Magic... Non-believing is truly tragic. ~ Artsieladie Quote 

"Believe In Love"
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How many people really, in Love, believe?
How many people choose Love to relieve
Them of their woes, their differences to settle,
Refuse to let Love's opposite to interfere and mettle?

We all speak of Love and its Magic Power,
Yet, its very opposite, we permit it to devour
And disable all that Love is meant for to do,
Allowing hate's components in to pursue.

When we have an issue to resolve with another soul,
What's the angle chosen, what becomes our goal?
Do we attempt to work things out, apply understanding,
Listen with our hearts first before reprimanding?

Do we allow compassion to play a role in our discussion
Or do we just assume the worst to welcome repercussion?
Do we bring along humility or cling to our pride?
Which do we allow precedence to over us preside?

How about forgiveness, are we ready, willing, able,
And do we bring honesty and truth to the table?
Or are we more interested in collecting another's debt,
Without the paying of our own, wanting others to forget?

Is our ego so inflated there's no room for compromise,
For we make no mistakes for which we must apologise?
Are we all so bloody perfect in all our circumstances
That not a one of us needs correction or any more chances?

Since we each are so perfect, we all must be the same,
Anyone who's different must then be put to shame!?
Anyone and everyone with a different point of view
Must be scrutinized, condemned, and humiliated too?

Yes, it seems, although we all speak of Love to promote,
When we should apply Love, we always miss the boat.
Hence, most often the alternatives that we choose,
Are the opposite of Love and this is how we lose.

How do we all lose and why is this so tragic?
'Cause we're denying Love and its essential Magic.
If anyone is doubting these words written down,
What is there more of, a smile or a frown?

Listen to the news, everywhere you look,
Hate and its components are writing humans' book.
The little bits of Love that show up here and there
Are becoming vastly scarce as fewer people care.

God must be besieged with unmitigated grief,
As His Creation with Love is being stolen by a thief.
Hate and evil are winning, satan's keeping score,
Racking up the souls stolen, ever more and more.

If we humans Believe In Love, as most of us claim,
Then we need to apply Love, not only in its name.
It's best we start immediately, there's no time to waste.
After all we've given to its opposite, lustfully with haste.

If we humans Believe In Love, we'd better start applying,
So the wrongs of hate and evil be, allowance of, denying.
Let's choose to reinforce, uphold Love's Magic Power,
So satan's evil doings can't more souls then devour.

Remember, Love is made of so many wonderful things.
Happiness, joy, laughter, peacefulness it brings.
Love warms our hearts, stirs passions and desire
To defeat the evils of satan and the Hell of Fire.

How many people really, truly Believe In Love?
How many choose to embrace what we're all made of?
How many Believe In Love too strongly to deny
And believe so fervently they seek only to apply?

If all were to truly Believe In Love as we're meant to do,
If all were to Believe In Love we're made from, for, and to,
We would all be less inclined to for evils be permissive,
To only Love's Magic Power would we then be submissive.

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©2015-03-28 08:10:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Love should be our FIRST choice, certainly not our last.
Why try other options when Love can't be surpassed?
~ Artsieladie Quote

"Our Gift Of Love, Own"

Love can only be felt deep within the heart,
God's Chosen Place, our deepest, truest part.
So many people claim to in Love, believe,
But when their Faith is tested, Love they will deceive.

People then resort to every other lesser way,
Holding onto pride and ego, humility they betray.
Love is never given a chance to afford a resolution,
When Love holds the Magic Key enabling the solution.

Instead, people abandon the Path of Love and Light,
Allow themselves to drift away from the Path of Right.
I Believe In Love PROFOUNDLY, all the Magic It Possesses,
But Love can't work its Magic, when one, its opposite, addresses.

Love is the Healer, of His Mercy and His Grace,
So why do we choose and seek for Love, to replace?
Why can't we Trust in our Love, God's Most Precious Gift?
Why must we forsake It and away from Love drift?

We rebuke Love it seems while embracing its opponent,
Forfeiting our Gift of Love we are when we're afraid to own It.

Poem/Quote by Artsieladie / Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2015-03-28 11:55:00 (EST) 
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Sunday, July 5, 2015


Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

When one chooses to speak out against wrong, they are often labeled with words like complainer, whistleblower, drama queen/king, etc.. I would much rather be called these than an "enabler" because an enabler, by saying, doing nothing about wrongdoing, they in reality "aid the wrongdoer". Therefore, an enabler becomes a part of the wrongdoing. It's not all the wrongdoing being done in this world that's ruining it as much as it is all those who, when they learn of the wrongdoing, they "choose" to keep silent, to say nothing, to do nothing about the wrong being done, that is. Wrongdoers need to be held accountable for their wrongdoing. Silence prevents accountability from being brought to fruition. 

Whistleblowers bring the wrongs to light... 
So wrongs can be corrected and made right. 
~ ArtsieladieQuote 


Call me a Complainer, if this your boat does float,
But I am no enabler and I will rock the boat
Of someone doing wrong to others or to me
Have you heard of the word: "Accountability"?

Oh yeah, I realise I'm wrinkling up your paper
On which you have the plans of your naughty caper.
But, you see, the avenue I choose to pursue
Is one to seek the Truth and I will speak it too.

Here's an idea you might wish to consider,
One to alleviate and free you from your jitter.
Choose to do what's right instead of doing wrong,
Stand up to the plate with a backbone that is strong.

Clear all your Conscience, then turn over a new leaf,
Truth won't be lurking to help Karma bring you grief.
But then, who am I to make this 'foolish' suggestion,
To one who's motives have been called in to question?

So yeah, call me a Complainer if you feel that you must
And what is that you're hiding, how you broke my Trust?
Ahh, and all those delicious lies to me that you told,
Is this where I praise you more, respect you and uphold?
*look of perplexity*

Oh, my dearest, sorry.. *sigh* I no can do,
My Love wasn't good enough, so you trashed it too.
I gave to you my Love. I gave to you my heart.
You tore it up in shreds, blasted it apart.

Then the silent treatment came but only with me,
While with others you discussed me so willingly.
You're not interested in a mature resolution,
Pride is more important than finding a solution.

Yup, I'm a Complainer! I'm guilty as charged!
I magnify the Truth, make sure it is enlarged
For everyone to see, to everyone let it show,
I bring attention to the Truth for everyone to know.

There are people like you who wish I'd just go away,
'Cause they too are hiding wrongs from the light of day.
And I will bring them out, each and every one,
As I come across them, a mission to be done.

I believe in Love, in its Magic and its Powers,
In my garden grows Love's many, finest Flowers,
One of which I catered to especially bearing your name.
As I tended to it carefully, your amusement I became.

But still the Flower grows in the center of my garden,
Because this is what Love's about, giving one pardon
Even though they've caused devastating pain,
Real Love perseveres though the hurt will complain.

Poem by Artsieladie / Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2015-03-28 17:02:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Be the best of who you are. Be a person you can like and Love, honour and respect, and you won't have to concern yourself with if others accept you or not because those who do likewise in regards to themselves will accept and respect you. Those who don't, well, it doesn't matter. 

Be someone who you can like, Love, honour, and respect... 
And it will not matter if you, others choose to reject. 
~ Artsieladie Quote

Live your life by the Golden Rule. Treat others as you want to be treated. Do onto others as you want and like done onto you. Elementary. If you want honesty, be honest. If you want to be respected, give/show respect. If others don't do likewise, it's on them, not you. What they do is a reflection of them, not you. What you do is a reflection of you, not others. It's very simple to comprehend. Only you have the dominion over you.

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Be Someone Who you would like to meet.
Be Someone Who you'd be glad to greet.
Be Someone Who you'd want for a friend.
Make this reality, your self worth, transcend.

Be Someone Who you'd like to know as real.
Be Someone Who you would trust in a deal.
Be Someone Who you would honour and respect.
Make this reality, your self esteem will reflect.

Be Someone Who you would like to better know.
Be Someone Who you wouldn't want to let go.
Be Someone Who you could rely on thick or thin.
Make this reality, your self confidence, a win.

Be Someone Who you would like with to be alone.
Be Someone Who you'd know needs no chaperone.
Be Someone Who you'd know acknowledges mistakes.
Make this reality, overall, a better you this makes.

Be Someone Who you would hope for to meet.
Be Someone Who you'd see as a plus to greet.
Be Someone Who Love, you could, would, should.
Make all reality, your self pride, validated as good.

Poem/art by Artsieladie / Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2015-03-29 10:11:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Too often when we say we are listening we aren't really because while the other is speaking we're thinking about what we're going to say when they're finished speaking. This isn't 'really' listening.

When we listen, truly listen, our minds are open to receive, to gain knowledge and/or information. When we speak, we are then or should be giving out knowledge and/or information. But we can't give out and receive at the same time or at least not in full capacity. Therefore, both are compromised in some way when we try to do both at the same time.

When we speak/reply 'honestly', we don't have to be creative with our reply, therefore give our reply a lot of thought. Only if we're going to fib and/or "bend the truth" do we need extra time to figure out what we will say and usually because we are thinking about how what we say will be received, whether or not it will be believed. Truth is truth, constant and unchanging, and speaks for itself, needs neither dressing up or down.

"When we speak the truth, how it's received,
We need not worry if it's believed." ~ Artsieladie Quote

"Listen Vs Speak"

We listen to learn,
Not for to reply;
Speak to share truth
And not to lie.
There's a time for each,
But time unshared;
Both to be done,
Because we've cared.

Poem by Artsieladie / Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly
©2015-03-29 12:40:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

Just Imagine...
Imagine a world with no more hate,
But only with Love to celebrate!

Wouldn't this be great!?

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Imagine a world where there's only Love, not any hate,
Where with being at peace all can relate.
Imagine a world where everyone's caring about each other,
Where we all feel kindred with as sister and brother.

Imagine a world where differences don't cause division,
But instead are embraced to expand our vision.
Imagine a world where communication is honest and clear,
Where misunderstandings then just disappear.

Imagine a world filled with empathy and compassion,
Where these remain the stylish fashion.
Imagine a world where there is kindness everywhere,
'Cause infected with Love, folks do care.

Imagine a world where the true values of life matter most,
Pride derived from, not ego, all do host.
Imagine a world where hearts are filled with gratitude,
Our world transformed with a new attitude.

Imagine a world with forgiveness and understanding
Compliments prevalent, less reprimanding.
Imagine a world where sharing and giving
Is everyone's joy for better living.

Imagine a world where the Golden Rule
Is everyone's guide and valued tool.
Imagine a world with Love so filled
Karma would never again be billed.

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©2015-03-29 11:38:00 (EST) 
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Greetings everyone, from Artsieladie!

When Truth speaks, liars confirm,
For unpleasant guilt makes liars squirm.
~ Artsieladie Quote

"Resonating Truth"

If you think you're fooling me, you'd better guess again.
Don't be too surprised if you become the topic of my pen.
Accidentally or on purpose, again I'll let you guess,
But don't ask me to of which to willingly confess.
Otherwise, attention to the whom you may bring
Potentially a catalyst for a very public sting.
Specific names aren't needed to point subjects out,
Just a nerve stricken in host(s) of, will leave no doubt.
I won't need to know if targets have been hit,
Resonating Truth will find every correct fit.

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©2015-04-04 13:27:00 (EST) 
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